The Ghost of the Past (2)
"Shocking, right?"
Looking at his expression, Morana certainly enjoyed it. She loves scenarios like this where the past of the protagonist of a story suddenly comes to haunt them from out of nowhere, and now, she's witnessing a similar scenario unfolding before her, and this time, it's real.
"Shut up"
Randy looked up and glared at her, before returning his attention back to the paper on his hand and looking at the captured photo of a certain someone.
"This bastard, does he think I'm a soft persimmon after I've granted him mercy before?"
"What? You wanted to kill him before?"
Hearing his words, Morana was certainly taken aback as she wasn't expecting to hear those words from Randy.
"What? Just because we're blood related, I wouldn't dare kill him? You don't know what that bastard did to me. I spared him once because of my sister, and he still had the guts to find trouble with me after all these years?" Randy sneered.